In the beginning, according to Tolkien, there was nothing except the sound, a tone, steady yet silent, for in the nether, there was nothing to hear in the nothingness. The vapid void begat new chords and became the song from which the Universe sprung. A consequence of the cosmic choir, Time, gave rise to Harmony and Rhythm and they are the basis of all things.
In the present day, quantum physicists have discovered, after rigorous inquiry into the fundamental components of all matter, that there is nothing but frequency and vibration at the subatomic level; which frequencies are present and how they vibrate are dependent on what is experienced by a sentient observer. It is difficult to peer into the machinations of the quantum realm without expensive scientific equipment but I’ve found another way: Tango, it is the Way.
The more Tango I dance, the more I dream about dancing Tango. While I was dancing tango around the desert in New Mexico and Colorado, I began taking melatonin, a common sleep-aid supplement. It gave me the most incredible nightmares, only they weren’t really scary, just very vivid to the point I had a hard time convincing myself they were not merely illusions. I think they’re real. Something that happens in the subconscious shouldn’t be automatically discounted as worthy of further investigation, we might be experiencing an aspect of another dimension and not a cerebral fantasy.
Kudos out there to all you dream research scientists, your work is more important than you realize.
In trying to understand String Theory, a phenomenon of quantum physics that proposes the existence of up to nine more dimensions, I find it difficult to conceive what such a dimension would even be like. Height, Width, Length and Time are the four known dimensions. If more exist, surely we must be able to perceive them. They’re probably sitting right in front of our noses and we can’t convince ourselves that they are unique facets of the Universe in need of further study because of our biases. I have to wonder if other species experience an awareness of these dimensions that are unknown to humans, like cats, they are able to do things we find impossible to comprehend. For example, cats always land on their feet, even when there is not enough space or time to fall. Could it be that they can access a realm without time, a facet of Reality where they are able to manipulate their bodies so they arrive on the ground with all four paws hitting first.
It is well-known that our brains are able to deceive us, making us believe we are somewhere we are not. That’s what PTSD is. I experienced it once after a dangerous ocean crossing on a forty foot sloop that I crewed on a trip from Rhode Island to the Virgin Islands via Bermuda. For a month afterwards I woke up on the ship and, even though I knew I was not on the boat anymore, I couldn’t see anything of where I actually was, all I saw/smelled/heard/felt was the ship and an angry ocean.
I like to imagine that the Dreamworld is another dimension of Reality. When we die and our consciousness leaves our fleshy vessels, we continue on without them into the world we thought was just our imaginations. I wonder if Time doesn’t exist in the Dreamworld because events there are not experienced in chronological order yet seem so logical. In the nighttime theater of my mind I understand many things even though no words are spoken. Maybe it is better to say that language is not necessary here because meaning is conveyed in a manner we cannot yet fathom. I find it funny that recollections of Close Encounters with Aliens say much the same thing about how the Aliens communicated with their human captives. Sometimes I wonder that speech may be an impediment to the efficient exchange of ideas between sentient beings.
I don’t see a way we can gather any concrete evidence to prove or disprove what I am postulating about this mysterious realm. If we open our minds to the possibility that it is real, we can at least think a lot about it and try to make headway with the few clues we have been given.
Tango’s superpower is that it allows us to easily connect to the Universe. By joining with another in the company of others and moving in Harmony to the Rhythm of tango music, we can reach a place of subconscious awareness—a state where we perceive the minds of others and their intentions/desires without relying on physical communication, such as facial expressions, vocalizations, or body language. This is the Melody of Life and it does not care about Time for it can exist by Itself. In the space between the tandas, if we are lucky, we sometimes find ourselves in the quantum realm somewhere near the Dreamworld, for here is a place where language is of little use. When the music ends we send out our souls to find another to share our space. Perhaps, in opening our minds to new possibilities we will find the person of our dreams is not just a figment of our imaginations after all.
P.S. If you are curious about other ideas of mine, check out my new Book: Kokapelli in the Wiccans' Kitchen.
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